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Seriously, Sharlayan is actually only a few years older than Itherton.

Perhaps it was because he had experienced too many things in the past few years, and Sharlayan's state of mind had already been tempered to a very mature level.

When he looked at Iserton, who still showed a bit of youthfulness on his face, he would always subconsciously regard the other party as a junior.

After writing the reply to the memorial, Iserton breathed a sigh of relief, relaxed his body and leaned on the back of the chair, and stretched out his hand to signal Salayan to take a seat.

"Sorry to keep you waiting."

"I invited you here because I wanted to know why Quel'Thalas' attitude suddenly changed 180 degrees?"

Sharlayan synthesized what he had said to Alex and Valeera, and told Itherton in well-organized sentences.

Iserton is not the kind of headstrong national leader, at least at this stage, he can listen to reasonable advice.

After listening to Sharlayan's explanation, Iserton put his chin on his hand and showed a thoughtful expression.

"Is it too late..."

After pondering for a while, Iserton breathed out a foul breath and said with a wry smile: "Actually, I don't want to fight Lordaeron to the end either."

"Even if Lordaeron is wiped out after paying a heavy price by luck, with Alterac's current state, it is doomed not to get too much benefit from it. It is just making wedding dresses for others."

Sharlayan nodded approvingly: "Your Majesty Itherton's ability to calmly think about this is enough to prove your sageness."

As Iserton said, let alone how much it will cost to destroy Lordaeron.

Even if Lordaeron is successfully defeated, Alterac, which does not contribute much, will definitely not get much when the countries stand on Lordaeron's corpse to share the spoils.

That being the case, why did Alterac bother to fight Lordaeron to the end at this time?

In Iserton's view, even if Lordaeron is to be destroyed one day in the future, Alterac must first ensure that it has sufficient strength and confidence, so that it can grab enough shares in the distribution of spoils.

For Alterac, now is not the best time to destroy Lordaeron.

Iserton needs time to restore Alterac's national strength, not waste precious time and resources in the endless war with Lordaeron.

However, Iserton had only just come to power after all, and he was too young to restrain those nobles who were dedicated to fighting.

For a king, it would undoubtedly be very annoying for him to be unable to control the domestic political situation while sitting on the throne.

Recently, Iserton had privately discussed a major matter with Duke Jorach Ravenholdt. If Jorach agreed, those nobles who jumped up and down would immediately shrink their eggs to pretend to be grandchildren.

But this decision is not easy to make, not to mention Qiao Laqi who is very resistant, even Iserton himself is still hesitating.

Sharlayan didn't know what was Itherton's backhand, but judging from his not very anxious demeanor, the new king of Alterac had clearly anticipated his situation, and seemed to have reserved some trump cards Did not take it out.

The imperial conversation didn't last long, and Sharlayan had prepared a lot of speeches, but it seemed that none of them would be needed.

Iserton has long been sure of the radical atmosphere in Alterac, and there is no need for Saray Andor to talk about the pros and cons.

Through a short conversation, Iserton also knew Quel'Thalas' attitude towards the war.

In a word, Quel'Thalas did not intend to change his position to help Lordaeron, but only wanted to mediate the war out of his own interests, so as to prevent the flames of war from continuing to expand under the instigation of the main combat factions on both sides.

That being the case, Itherton doesn't need to worry about Quel'Thalas jumping left and right, and can concentrate on convincing the nobles in the country first.

Although the war between Alterac and Lordaeron is still going on, anyone with a discerning eye can see that if Terenas can't persuade the peacemakers in the country to continue raising their bets, and wants to win the Austrian army with reinforcements from other countries with the current strength Trank is tantamount to an idiotic dream.

After leaving the temporary palace, Sarlayan took Tina and Valeera non-stop to the secret laboratory in the deep mountains of Meri.

In fact, it is also the warehouse used to transfer materials to the Barov family.

During the time when Sarlayan went to the palace, Valeera had already completed the handover with the officials of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, and just received the latest news from Meri.

He has finished researching and modifying the Trollbane battleaxe.

A group of three people landed in front of the laboratory converted from a warehouse. Sharlayan had just transformed from a griffin form back into a human form when Meri opened the door and walked out of the laboratory. Giant battle axe.

The appearance of the Trollbane battle ax is very ferocious, like a monster with teeth and claws. Even the end of the handle of the ax has a sharp inverted blade, which is truly armed to the teeth.

What surprised Sharlayan was that the blade of Thorbane's battle ax was not the usual metallic dark silver, but rather blood-red.

Sharlayan turned to look at Tinagosa, the little guy hurriedly shook his head and waved his hands: "Don't look at me, when it was first unearthed, this ax wasn't the same color."

Merry used levitation to throw the ax towards Sharlayan.

"Next, try it."

Sare held the pure black handle of the ax firmly, but with his powerful dragon origin, he couldn't grasp it with one hand, so he hurriedly added his left hand to stop the ax from continuing to sag.

"Damn it! It's so heavy!"

There is no doubt that an ax is a heavy weapon, not to mention the weight of a two-handed battle axe.

The Thorbane battle ax was much heavier than the Valarjar battle sword. Sharlayan couldn't dance with one hand at all, and he had to use both hands to use it smoothly.

"Hoo! Hoo!"

As Salorian said, every good fighter is a master of weapons.

Although Sharlayan didn't use battle axes often, he was very familiar with how to use them. When he swung them vigorously, the heavy breaking sound could not be suppressed even by the howling wind in the snow-capped mountains.

Since the Trollbane battleaxe had not been recognized as its owner, the troll slayer could not exert its true power in Sharlayan's hands.

"So, Meri, what did you modify it for?"

Meri pointed to the rune engraved on the blood-red ax blade: "I reconstructed the enchantment of this battle axe, and generalized the regeneration suppression specifically for trolls."

"Today's Trollbane battle ax can no longer permanently suppress the regeneration ability, it can only take effect for a certain period of time, but the scope of action is no longer limited to trolls."

"Any wounds caused by this battle ax cannot be healed in any form within an hour, and regeneration and healing spells cannot take effect."

"In the next step, I plan to continue to adjust the effect of the enchantment, and strive for an effect that allows it to temporarily restore the healing ability of the permanent ban under certain conditions."

Meri stared at Sharlayan and let out a hoarse laugh: "I heard that your self-healing ability is very strong? Give it a try."

Sharlayan rolled his eyes angrily: "I said, why did you call me here suddenly? It turns out that I came here to be your guinea pig."

Although complaining, Sharlayan turned the ax blade upside down and cut a small gash on his left thumb.

As Merry had said, the wounds cut by Trollbane's scarlet ax blades could not heal themselves.

Sharlayan could feel the majestic vitality in his body flowing towards the wound, but was stopped by a strange force near the wound, unable to exert its self-healing effect.

"Um……"

Sharlayan ignored the small wound that was still bleeding, and looked thoughtfully at the ferocious battle ax in his hand.

"This guy... used to deal with creatures of the ancient gods will be lore."

Meri smiled nonchalantly: "Until the real owner is found, it will be enshrined in the Guardian Temple for a long time. You can come and borrow it when you need it."

The reason why the creatures of the ancient gods are difficult to deal with is precisely because of their tenacious life forms, which cannot be easily killed.

Even if you kill the creatures of the ancient gods, if you give them enough time and energy, they may cheat again after a few years.

Zakaz, who was completely sucked dry by the blade of the dark empire not long ago, is a typical example.

If the Trollbane War Ax can stop the regeneration ability of the ancient gods, it should also block their resurrection ability.

But it's still too early to tell, Merry has not yet completed the second phase of the transformation of the Trollbane battleaxe.

Sharlayan smiled and said casually, "Maybe my mother will be very interested in this weapon."

He does not mean that.

Hearing Sharlayan mention his mother, Meri's face suddenly twitched.

At this moment, the three of Sharlayan were all focused on the Trollbane battle-axe, and did not notice the change in Meri's expression.

"Cough! Alright, let's start the experiment here."

Meili coughed lightly and changed the subject on purpose: "Salayan, I heard from Tinagosa that you need me for something?"

"After speaking within three sentences, I still have a lot of things to do when I return to Dara."